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And with this little book review barrage I am all caught up, because I am still reading book 14, and it’s proving a struggle as I am falling into some kind of almost reading slump. We’re gonna find out together when I finally finish it. In the meantime I’m just gonna get on with reviewing the last book I did read.
***CANNOT GUARANTEE SPOILER FREE***
I have seen the film. Many times. I love the film. The film had Meryl Streep, Anne Hathaway, Emily Blunt and Stanley Tucci, it’s almost my everything because I love those actors.
And I wish I could say the same thing about the book. I mean it was enjoyable enough that I could get through it, but I didn’t necessarily like it. And the man reason for that was because it took me all of 10 pages to realise that I didn’t like Andy. At. All. Which is a problem when she’s the narrator and your sole window in to the story. I don’t even really know exactly what it was about her that I didn’t like but I couldn’t sort of comes to terms with the how disillusioned Andy became as she was drawn into the Runway world.
I mean I get it. I am the same age as Andy and in that knowing where I want to go but only on the first stepping stone to getting there and clutching to every chance with both hands tightly, but then on the other hand…come on. If you bury your head in the sand about your best friend’s potential alcholism and then stick a question mark over whether you’re going to go home after she’s been in a car accident than that’s just other level self-involvement and nothing to do with your job. It kind of makes you a terrible, terrible human being.
And once I sort of fell straight out of love with the narrator the whole book was kind of lost to me because I just couldn’t get past the bitchiness and the self involvement. I sort of stopped caring whether Andy got what she wanted and wanted her to be semi decent human being again.
But then here is also the thing, I kind of liked that the fact that she was like this. I liked that she was super unlikeable because it also made it real. I mean I know next to nothing about the fashion world, but I can imagine that it’s like this at times. Just very shallow and occasionally very do or die. Full of people who go to ridiculous lengths to get not very far. Full of people that in my actual life I would struggle to get along with, and also apparently in my literary life too.
Because I struggled so much with the characters I also kind of struggled to get through it. I mean it doesn’t help that I was also reading this in the middle of trying of Camp Nano whilst also contending with yet another bout of reader’s block, but I feel like the characters were a key component to me not getting on with this book. I mean the writing was good, Weisberger’s writing style is right up my street which is what makes my weird confused opinion on it so strange.
Maybe at another time I could have enjoyed it. Maybe not. I don’t know. And that means that I don’t know if I would recommend it. If you’re looking for an easy sort of beach read then maybe I would…or maybe I would be more inclined to recommend Bridget Jones. I think you should give it a go if the genre is kind of your thing.
This review has been kind of a mess and I don’t think I’ve really said all that much other than the fact that I am confused by my thoughts on it. I kind of liked that Andy was a hugely flawed and therefore human in a lot of ways characters, but I didn’t like the way she conducted herself. I liked the writing but also at parts felt like the story went on a bit. I finished the book feeling a bit ‘oh is that it’. I didn’t enjoy it as much as others that I have read recently and maybe that’s the root of all my problems.
I just don’t know. So 3/5 stars.
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